Wrong turn Right

The 2 A.M Writer

How has the water flown this way?

Felt as if the rocks were too strong

Right pointing Left

Uppers to Downers

Is reality an acid soaked blanket again?

Almost second guessed a sixth time

I don't understand your smile

I'm happy but shielded

I'm not used to this room

This is a different path

A different high

Paranoid I stand in ecstasy

White puddles I stand in

Perhaps a shrug won't kill the dinosaurs

Maybe my own mind holds the barrel to itself


Maybe I'm not really dead


  • Author: The 2 A.M Writer (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 22nd, 2016 20:24
  • Comment from author about the poem: I guess the fears are only thoughts, not a reality. Time to adjust
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 38
  • User favorite of this poem: Solitary Sandpiper.


  • AAA

    this work is so beautifully written!!! i love the way it sounds and the idea behind it is perfect

    • The 2 A.M Writer

      Thank you! I really appreciate your comment 🙂

    • Survivor48

      great free verse poem with very good metaphors. has a powerful message as well. excellent job!

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